The Grand Duchy of Undead Malavuk is a massive, efficient nation, ruled by Duke Death with an iron fist, and remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape, keen interest in outer space, and irreverence towards religion. The hard-nosed, hard-working, cynical, humorless population of 1.01 billion Undead Malavukians are ruled by a mostly-benevolent dictator, who grants the populace the freedom to live their own lives but watches carefully for anyone to slip up.

The relatively small, corrupt, well-organized government prioritizes Defense, with Law & Order, Industry, and Administration also on the agenda, while Social Policy and Welfare receive no funds. It meets to discuss matters of state in the capital city of Skull Throne. Citizens pay a flat income tax of 17.3%.

The frighteningly efficient Undead Malavukian economy, worth 207 trillion souls a year, is broadly diversified and led by the Arms Manufacturing industry, with significant contributions from Retail, Information Technology, and Uranium Mining. Black market activity is rampant. Average income is an amazing 205,731 souls, but there is a vast disparity between incomes, with the richest 10% of citizens earning 1,398,725 per year while the poor average 11,054, a ratio of 126 to 1.

Asking a cutie their star sign is always met with withering scorn, pareidolic SETI scientists swear there's a message from aliens hidden within pi, people are turning themselves into worm food, and Duke Death is the self-declared God of all Undead Malavuk. Crime, especially youth-related, is almost non-existent, thanks to a capable police force. Undead Malavuk's national animal is the zombie, which is also the nation's favorite main course, and its national religion is Necromancy.

Undead Malavuk is ranked 14,560^th in the world and 58^th in Europe for Largest Gambling Industry, scoring 7,936.5 on the Kelly Criterion Productivity Index.